Chapter Two
THE PUB CUSTOMERS WERE waiting in two raggedy lines in front of the two uniformed officers to take their turns at giving their details, and anything they recalled of the evening. The officers had commandeered a table apiece, and were working methodically through the lines, taking names and addresses and any other immediately relevant information. The customers still grumbled amongst themselves, but in lowered tones as if they were anxious about disturbing the corpse which was still laid out in the pub’s yard. In spite of their lowered tones, they were getting querulous. Rafferty stood and listened for a while. The information they gave was sparse enough; the customers who had been in the Saloon Bar all seemed to say the same thing: that the dead man had entered the Saloon Bar
